The Boondocks by Aaron McGruder for January 18, 2023
Transcript:
Jazmine: Cheer up, Huey! I'll tell you a joke! Huey: Don't. I hate jokes. I hate everything... Jazmine: OK, let's see. This guy walks into a bar and he tells the... no wait, it's a guy and a... frog, I think, wait... Anyway, he walks in and... hee-hee, this is so funny... So he says to the frog - no - to the bartender, um... Huey: Where is sandman sims when you need him... Jazmine: Who is sandman sims?
Today’s strip made me cry, (honestly, tears did well up), because it remided me of my own childhood angst. The memory is that all my cultural references were still tied to my parents’ immigrant roots and when I went to school for the first time I didn’t have anything in common with those kids, even if I knew how to speak their language.
Same with Huey. His family “emigrated” from a loving neighborhood in Chicago (although we read about its crime, and not about the true love among neighbors), to one ghastly and foreign Suburbialand.
Even if we just take the example of playing on the street, or walking to the corner store to buy a snack or ice cream with one’s school buddies, all of that is lacking on the endless streets with manicured lawns where, in some places, there aren’t even sidewalks…etc. …, etc. … and the presence of kids on the street is sadly lacking.